Chapter 153

Nanmenxiong stares at Xu Yi's eyes, trying to get the answer from his eyes. However, there is a smile in the young man's eyes, which is a touch of irony.

"Damn it The blue tendon riot on nanmenxiong's forehead.

"No gambling!"

I don't know how long it took for Nanmen Xiongcai to take a deep breath, his hands clattered and uttered a word that let everyone down.

"Ha ha! Young master Nanmen is really extraordinary. I am a model of my generation. I admire him

Xu Yi suddenly laughed, and the laughter rang all over the fourth floor, and even faintly spread to the third floor, so that the literati standing at the stairway of the third floor could hear it.

Xu Yi's mouth laughs, but his heart is gloomy. But his hands keep on writing and waving. Just a moment later, he writes four neat lines on the paper and puts them on the stone.

A buzz.

A poem appears above the stone.

Sunshine censer gives birth to purple smoke, watching the waterfall hanging in QianChuan from afar.

Flying down 3000 feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days.

As soon as the poem comes out, a red number appears.

Ninety nine.

Boom.

The crowd was dumbfounded again.

"Nine... Ninety nine percent

"Nanmenxiong, you've made the right decision. You've put up with it. You should be glad you didn't agree to my bet, because from the beginning, in my eyes, those pairs of poems from your mind... It's all... It's better than bullshit

Boom.

Such words fell like a thunderbolt, hitting all the hearts of the people.

All of them listened to Xu Yi's aggressive words, looked at the shocking score, and fell into an unprecedented shock.

As a result, the whole fourth floor once fell into a dead silence.

It was not until a long time that murmurs began to ring among the population.

It's better than bullshit...

It's better than bullshit...

That's bullshit!

They have never seen ninety-nine poems, not to mention ninety-nine, even ninety-ten poems! Maybe Yunqin female emperor can reach 90 points! But that's the empress of Yunqin.

Can nanmenxiong's poems reach 90 points?

After many activities, he can't!

His highest score was only 89. Now comparing him with Xu Yi, he really agrees with Xu Yi.

It's better than bullshit!

As soon as the score comes out, Xu Yi moves his eyes to nanmenxiong again, showing his disdain in his eyes. After a sneer, he goes to the third floor.

The assessment of the fifth floor is painting, but Xu Yi only knows how to sketch. I don't know how many points he can get in the end. He might as well leave now. Anyway, his goal today has been achieved.

Since a poem is amazing, it must have been passed on by a group of literati, and its reputation will be considerable. The most important thing is that he has successfully disgusted nanmenxiong.

Everyone opened their eyes and watched Xu Yi go to the third floor step by step.

The young man is in the spotlight.

However, people can't understand why he left. Isn't he going to the fifth floor?

"Uncle crazy, you are not going to the fifth floor?" Cheng Jingmu with respect, called out a sentence.

"It's not interesting." Xu Yitou didn't turn around and walked down the third floor.

Many scholars smile bitterly. In their own eyes, the topic of each floor is so difficult, but in Xu Yi's eyes, it is "boring"!

Ah, it's true that people compare with each other. I'm so angry.

The people were filled with emotion.

After Xu Yi left, they didn't rush to leave or submit papers. They all stood in the same place and talked with each other.

"Do you remember that poem?"

"Hey, I'll never forget it. I'll copy it down."

"Tut Tut, this poem is amazing! Especially the last two sentences, flying down 3000 feet, suspected to be the Milky way down nine days! This picture should not be too macroscopic. With this poem, he has the literary and moral attainments of our younger generation! " A young man with a good written paper tut tut wonder, thumbs up in praise.

"South gate.".. "We?" Yuan Quan listened to the people's talk and looked at nanmenxiong, who was trembling and looked very gloomy. He asked weakly.

"Go

Nanmenxiong clenched his fist into a blue purple color. He bit a word coldly and went downstairs. His whole body was full of breath.

He's lost his face today.

Nanmenxiong walked out of the poetry and painting Pavilion and kept a cold breath until he came back to the prime minister's residence. Then he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared. Instead of clenching his fists, he smashed them in his luxurious courtyard and roared.

"I'll kill you!"

Roaring in his luxurious yard for a long time...

As for Cheng Jing, when they see that the two main characters have left and the excitement is over, they immediately feel that the breakthrough behind has lost its flavor, and they all choose not to rush. Almost all of them follow nanmenxiong's steps, leave the poetry and painting Pavilion, and go to various places to talk about it with their old friends and family.So, in only half a day, all the literati in the imperial capital began to praise one person.

He is a young man who dares to face nanmenxiong and humiliate him.

General house.

Cheng Jing, with an unprecedented smile on his face, appears in a simple study.

"Smelly boy, don't you want to accompany Xiaoyi to the poetry and painting Pavilion today? How can you come back so soon? " General Cheng wrote with his hand, without looking up at Cheng Jing, but staring at the yellow paper on his desk, he wrote two big words, life.

After two words, general Cheng nodded, satisfied with his handwriting, and then looked up at Cheng Jing.

"Why? Why are you so happy today Seeing his grandson's excitement on his face, general Cheng was a little puzzled. Then, with a flash of light in his eyes, he asked again, "are you with Xiaoyi?"

Go out with Liu Yi, come back so expression, also not strange general Cheng will guess wrong.

"No, Grandpa, look at this poem first." Cheng Jing is still smiling. Then he takes out a piece of paper from the storage ring and gives it to general Cheng mysteriously.

General Cheng didn't know why, but he took the paper and took a closer look.

This does not look good, under a look, his deep eyes with the vicissitudes of life suddenly a bright, big hand fierce a pat in front of the desk, his face is full of comfort and excitement.

"Ha ha, you are my good grandson! This poem can be called quatrains. I can assure you that it will be a shock even in the Confucian school! "

General Cheng laughs. Looking at Cheng Jing, he is not only pleased, but also proud. He wants to show off his grandson. His grandson is not only gifted in martial arts, but also the capital of demons.

"Er... Grandfather, this is not my poem

When general Cheng is so happy that he can't extricate himself, Cheng Jing suddenly says something, which makes him stand in the same place...

General Cheng stood in the same place, staring at his grandson. He wanted to say, "you are the" pit master "!

The reason why he thought the poem was written by Cheng Jing was that the handwriting was written by Cheng Jing, and Cheng Jing was still smiling at this time. Isn't that a misunderstanding?

Suddenly, general Cheng's face turned black.

"I almost took this poem to show off to those old guys. Fortunately General Cheng has a black face on the surface, but in fact he is afraid. He is glad that he has strong determination and is not in a hurry to show off...

"What's the matter?" General Cheng looks at Cheng Jing with a serious face.

Cheng Jing's face is strange. Can you always listen to me and be happy?

"This poem was written by Uncle Kuang." Cheng Jing's face once again shows his admiration, and describes the fight between Xu Yi and nanmenxiong vividly. When it comes to provoking nanmenxiong, he almost talks about saliva. Finally, when he says that "bullshit is not as good as bullshit", he still learns every move of Xu Yi at that time and tries to deduce the overbearing atmosphere.

"Stop! What are you talking about? " General Cheng's eyes are wide open. His eyes are full of excitement. He stops Cheng Jing and asks a question aloud.

"Well.. Uncle Kuang's domineering attack on nanmenxiong When did Cheng Jing see his grandfather's gaffe, he immediately recalled it seriously and answered general Cheng.

"No! The previous sentence

"Not as good as bullshit?"

"No! One more sentence. "

“。。。”

"Uncle Kuang, as elder Liu's apprentice and grandfather's adopted son, flattened them, and then cracked down on nanmenxiong?"

"Stop! This is it! I.. When did I recognize him as my adopted son? " General Cheng looks at Cheng Jing with his eyes wide open. When he comes to Cheng Jing, he holds his hand tightly, which makes Cheng Jing's hand ache.

"Er... It's my idea Cheng Jing lowers his head and sees his grandfather's big eyes and big voice. He thinks he's blaming him, so he takes responsibility for Xu Yi and says it's his own idea.

"Ha ha!"

"You have grown up at last! Good

As soon as Cheng Jing finished, general Cheng slapped Cheng Jing on the back and laughed.

"Er Cheng jingleng, aren't you angry just now?

Cheng Jing looks strange, but since he has taken the responsibility, it's not easy to shirk, so he has the cheek to accept his grandfather's praise with a smile.

"Well, Xiaojing, you've made a great contribution this time. Take these spirit stones to the flowers, and my grandfather has something to do."

With that, general Cheng eagerly took the paper with the poem and threw himself into the void.

He has such a gifted adopted son, how can he not share (show off) with those old guys?

。。。。。。

Back to Xu Yi.

After he left the poetry and painting Pavilion, he and Qiang Yi stole back to Yunqin college.

After today's event, Xu Yi can be said to have a new understanding of nanmenxiong.

It's not a simple enemy who never dies! If you can stand what ordinary people can't stand, you may break out on the spot."There is still a gap between strength and identity."

Xu Yi pondered that the cultivation of nanmenxiong has reached the peak of heaven and man, and it must be breaking through to the distraction period!

Thinking of this, Xu Yi felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

Now this identity has been in a stalemate with nanmenxiong. I think it won't be long before there will be a war. I have to seize the time to practice.

"System interface."

Host: Xu Yi

skill: Tianlong formula

Linggen: the five elements are perfect, Linggen

level: Tianren Yipin

Body: Tianren prophase. 2000 / 600

martial arts: 18 dragon subduing palms (12 layers) snow and ice Qin sound (extreme) combination (2 layers) shape shifting and shadow changing (2 layers) divine sense attack

Qin Tao Cultivation: Qin Qi (73)

Qin heart seed: low level / 82%

soul power: 63

reputation: 1050

lottery: 0

mainline task: Destroy Bloodlust! / 1000000

Regional task: in progress.

"Yes, I earned another thousand reputation values, and I believe this is just the beginning, and the big head is still behind."

Looking at more than 1000 reputation values, Xu Yi nodded secretly.

It's less than an hour since now. I believe that the reputation will rise again after today. After all, that poem is the poem of Li Bai, the poet saint. Once born, it will surprise a group of scholars.

After putting away the system interface, Xu Yi continues to enter the channel to concentrate on cultivation, but he still doesn't go to improve his cultivation, just to cultivate his body.

After the last crazy promotion of cultivation, he realized a breakthrough skill.

As long as one's body is improved, one's cultivation realm seems to have no bottleneck. If one wants to improve one's cultivation, one is only poor in Aura! And no matter how you break through, as long as you don't surpass the physical cultivation, there is no unstable foundation.

Therefore, his current way of cultivation is to upgrade the body with heart, wait for the body to upgrade, and then use a lot of resources to improve his cultivation.

This is his advantage and the only advantage to catch up with nanmenxiong in a short time.

Half a day later, in the early morning.

The daily guidance starts as usual.

Xu Yi came to the arena on time.